As the girls hesitated, looking at one another with fear-blanched faces, they heard a hollow voice calling:
"Help! Help! Get me a doctor!"
"Some one is hurt!" cried Betty. "We must see who it is, and help."
"But it—it's a man!" gasped Grace. "I saw him!"
"Well, a man can need help as well as anyone else," said Mollie, in defense of her chum Betty. "Come—I'm not afraid."
Resolutely she went to the front door. It opened at her touch, and the others, standing behind her saw a figure huddled up on a bunk built against the cabin wall.
"Oh, thank the dear Lord some one has come!" groaned a man's voice. "Will you please get a doctor or someone. My leg is broken, and I've been without help for two days!"
Then his voice trailed off weakly.
"He's fainted!" cried Betty, hurrying to his side.